May 21
May 21
I wrote this last year about my father & I’m reposting it this year as I can’t say it any better now ..
Today would have been my dear father’s birthday.
If you know me I never use the vapid, haughty & “used to death” expression “the best” because as far as I’m concerned, it’s used for everything whether extolling a piece of pizza or telling everyone you meet “you’re the best” or describing anything from a vacation or the sheets you use.
So I won’t “dishonor” or discredit my father in saying he was “the best” (the word is just not good enough) —— but for me, and no one else, he was the best father I could have either asked or wished for.
26 years have passed since his death but my love and devotion hasn’t wavered an iota.
Today would have been my dear father’s birthday.
If you know me I never use the vapid, haughty & “used to death” expression “the best” because as far as I’m concerned, it’s used for everything whether extolling a piece of pizza or telling everyone you meet “you’re the best” or describing anything from a vacation or the sheets you use.
So I won’t “dishonor” or discredit my father in saying he was “the best” (the word is just not good enough) —— but for me, and no one else, he was the best father I could have either asked or wished for.
26 years have passed since his death but my love and devotion hasn’t wavered an iota.